Chapters (84)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Character List
- February 2018
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- April 2018: (Three Months Later)
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- September 2020: (Two Years Later)
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- October 2020: (One Week Later)
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- November 2020: (One Month Later)
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- December 2020: (Four Days Later)
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- June 2021: (Six Months Later)
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- July 2021: (Three Weeks Later)
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- August 2021: (One Month Later)
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- September 2021: (One Week Later)
- Chapter 66
- Authors’ Note
- “It Was the Perfect Day—Until the Gunfire.”
- Behold Israel
Nir took it up. “Which meant he was either a really good swimmer with a waterproof phone or he was on a boat.”
“Achla! You’re smarter than you look,” Liora said. “So we got Yossi to use his ship-finding software, and it turns out the same boat was at each location—the Cafala Bahr.”
“Why do I know that name?” Nir asked.
Nicole had a wide smile across her face. “I’ll tell you why. Saad Salim.”
“There you go,” Yossi said.
“The originals guy!” cried Nir. “That’s the sleazeball who—”
“Yes, I remember,” said Nicole coolly.
Nir took the hint. She didn’t want to go over that again. “What’s the connection? How do they know each other?”
“We don’t know yet,” Liora said. “But there’s more.”
“Achla! Bring it on.”
“We wanted to know if anyone else of interest was on that boat while he was there,” Dafna said. “So we checked out all the other signals. Most of them stayed with the yacht, obviously from the crew. Then there was Salim. But one other signal has shown up there over 20 times in the last two years. Three of those were when Kamal was there. We followed it, and each time it went back to Iran.”
“Wait a second,” Nicole said. “I think I met this guy. What’s his name?”
“General Arash Mousavi, head of the Intelligence Division of the Quds Force of the IRGC.” Nir said the last part of that sentence along with Dafna. Turning to Nicole, he said, “You never told me you met Arash Mousavi.”
“I never knew I met Arash Mousavi. I just knew the guy’s first name. I hadn’t heard of him until now, and honestly, I’m getting a little creeped out that I was on a yacht with someone you know by name.” Her face had turned pale, and Nir could see fear in her eyes. He knew that, mentally, she was probably right back in that interrogation room in Iran. Dafna went over and squatted next to her, putting her arm around her.
Nicole kind of laughed and said, “I’m fine. Really. Go on.”
But Nir was glad to see Dafna remain with her.
“So we’ve got a terrorism financier, an IRGC general, and a Saudi prince,” he said.
“Sounds like the beginning of a bad bar joke,” Dima added.
“True. But what’s the connection? I guess if Kamal really is planning a coup, then it would make sense. From what I remember, Salim has a grudge against the royals for how they treated his dad too. So either he’s in on it or he’s just the go-between. You’ve got Kamal wanting to take down the Saudis. But unless he has a bunch of generals on his side, he can’t pull it off.”
“The Iranians hate the Saudis, but they’re not going to fight in a coup,” Doron said.